By Sonya Rehman

That’s what Lahore does,
Lifts you up amidst the old and the new,
Qinchis and ricks,
Reels in 3D downtown,
Flash n’ pomp, the disoriented fake-blonde,
Home, hell,
Street food whipped in love and grime,
Hearts so heavy,
Crowns of magnanimity,
Streets dogs with God in their eyes,
Break, broken,
A fat Robin swinging on a loose cable,
Red bum flashing,
The rains,
To start anew!
“Garam anday,” the boy down the street,
Mohallas so dark, they put Hashmi kajal to shame,
The whore,
The beast,
Forgiveness and ADD,
City in motion,
Every nook my postcard.


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